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So noted!

Snakebite "<You have been honest with us, and I can only be honest with you>" said Snakebite, slowly and with a twing of shame. "<We are historians, archeaologists. We seek to understand and bring the history to the present. It is..well...perhaps we are tainted with pride and vanity...>" she said, head bowed. "<But we seek no harm. We have found that temple, and...we found...Paruma....>" "<We do not understand fully what happened. But...I think they used human sacrifice to appease the beasts below this world. And we think one of those sacrifices went very wrong....>" "<I do not know, but I think the only way the world can be saved from Paruma is by the ritual done correctly....>"

Unfortunately this is dim and obscure, so know arcane wont be high enough. So noted on stealth! @Exaccusif you could throw stealth that would be spiffy! (and anything else you wish to do!)

GM Yasser fizzed, and Yasser sparked. It was a cacophony of fizzing and sparking, and - with the addition of sonic power, a most cacophonic cacophy. Three of Yassers henchmen, armed with Dara-rifles, came tumbing into the room. One look at their faces was enough to indicate they were already having second thoughts. There was a moment of sweat on brow, a moment of breath held most tightly...for one horrible moment it looked like the most might of explosions might level Cairo. Or even beyond. Pop! It was the most impressive on anti-climaxes. Bar the sound, and a few sparks on the ground, Yasser had plain dissapeared from sight. Quite possibly, he had dissapeared from the universe. "Where did he go? What did you do? Who are you?" came the bubble of angry and scared questions from Yasser's henchmen.

You may wish to roll notice, search or stealth rolls proactively depending on your actions!

GM As it so happened, the Lemurians dismounted. Stealth was all very good, but not so easy riding a velociraptor (or what ever their mounts where). Lances were put to one side, and curved knives drawn. By the way they glistened, Mr. Sting would have been most interested in their chemical composition. The temple was through thick vines and trees but easy enough to get to, if laborious. Up close, it was crumbling, almost at risk of collapse. Moss and creepers filled the holes and large cracks in the grey ancient stones. All sorts of enterances might have presented themselves under the fiolage, but the most obvious one was the main archway. Up and down the entrance, small statuettes of ancient perverse Gods and Goddesses doing ancient and perverse things in some kind of spasmic dance gave an unsettling impression of just whom this temple might be dedicated too...

GM "You want to call your lawyers and sort this out?" sighed the officer at Justice and the Gas Man. "Unless one of you wants to file a complaint or something...." The Gas Man lloked sorely tempted for a moment, but bit his lip. "Not the kind of heat I want, officer" he said, curtly. Although he did point a finger at Justice. "I'll remember that little trick though, sherrif...nobody should turn their back on justice!" "So true" sighed the officer, catching the double meaning. He took out his night stick and poked Finnigan in his oh-so-visible ribs. "Come on, bones, need to get you to the medical doc. And a priest, maybe. Doubt you will make it to jail, the way you look..." "See! Throwing a diseased man to the mercy of brutes and vagabonds!" complained Finnigan to Justice. "Please! Are you servant of law or servant of justice?"

So as far as I can see both Venomax and Dust Devil unharmed, no fatigue. I cant spy any HP use either which means... Dust Devil - 3 HP - Unharmed VMX - 1 HP - Unharmed

GM "I got a reputation to protect!" demanded the Gas Man, fury building. He took a step back, looking at the camera's in the Police Station. "Hmmm....yeah...I have got a reputation to protect" he said. His voice was still angry, but softer now as he realised that a criminal record was actually pretty bad for a reputation. "I got kids to feed though!" he lied. "I need that bounty money. Good money. Easy money!" he explained. "And I had it all under control till you showed up and shot me in the back?" "You shot him in the back???" said the police officer, who was hand cuffing Finnigan. The wrists were so thin that it was arguable just how effective they were. "Yeah he shot me in the goddamn back!" said the Gas Man, a grin on his face that spied a small vengeance. "Wait....what did you say about infectious?" said the officer jolted back to what Justice had said and now rubbing his hands nervously...

GM "You ain't going to steal my catch! I'm going to make sure you...wait? You said I can have him?" bombarded the Gas Man, completely derailed from his plan of oratory. "Yeah...I mean...sure...I mean...yeah....I mean....sure yeah...yeah sure...." said a rather dazed and confused officer. This was proving too much for one day. "I cannot abide such cruel cruelty!" complained Finnigan. "Lock me up, officer! I will confess everything! Just get me away from these fiends and the barbs of free enterprise!" "Wait, you some kind of commie?" snarled the officer, feircly (and to his credit he had at least half understood Finnigan's speech). "That's right! Hail Hitler!" said Finnigan, dramatically. The officer clearly was not that smart, for outrage blinded him to the mangled politics. "You filthy commie! its into the slammer with you!" he said, angrily getting out his handcuffs. "You two can give your statements later!" he barked at Justice and the Gas Man. "What about my bounty???" demanded the Gas Man. "Shove your bounty up your...I mean...if you want to make a complaint, please fill out form 12c..." "And then you can shove the form up your...." he muttered under his breath. "I ain't standin! for this...." shouted the Gas Man, fingering the grenades on his ghillie suit...

GM "WEST is more than two people!" she said, correcting Delta. "Fifty or so of us, around the world. Freedom City has two people stationed here, just to deal with local anomalies. But, you know, this is Freedom City. It could do with double that" she said, frowning. "I got a car waiting outside. And, yeah, its just a car. No flashing blue lights. Doesn't fly, or turn into a submarine" she said. "We got certain priviledges, our technical know how, computers, scanners...." she explained. "If it's all the same to you, I would rather drive" she said, gulping. "I mean, rather than fly or take a trans dimensional hop or whatever you can do" she blustered. "Its Sunday, the traffic is good, and...well....I don't want to throw up on your cape or something...."

Ronin "Calm down" replied Curtis, bluntly, to the vexed man in front of him. "Everybody, Calm down!" he said, loudly, to the queue. He had been in tense situations before, over in Iraq. This can get out of hand, and out of hand quickly... Still, nobody calmed down by being told to calm down. Unless they really felt they needed to calm down. "Anybody here don't calm down, anybody here starts swingin', Ill damn well put them down. I ain't gonna see a Riot on Nancy Street" he said, firm. He had respect round here, and most folks new that if Ronin / Curtis wanted to put someone down, they were going down. "I'm gonna find out what the Shuck happened" he added. Although quite how he would do that, well, that was another question. He marched up to the front of the queue to speak to the pharmacist. "Hey man, what the hell happened? Did your printer swallow a bottle of crazy pills?"

GM "ASTRO labs?" said Lulu, rather shocked, but not surprised. "I thought we kept a close eye on them...but..." she took the WEST scanner back and squinted, poring over the data. "I...guess that makes sense...the hyperquantum antidistortion splitting certainly fits...." she mumbled, half-understanding. "Sooner sounds good. Ah...but you should realise, WEST is well funded in a way. We have cutting edge technology, a purpose built base on Easter Island, and all sorts of well equipped staff and labs. But we are not large" she explained. "So I am afraid its just me" she said. "The other WEST agent in Freedom City is off in New Orleans right now. We have a little office next door to ASTRO labs" She was almost apologetic. "And the other issue is...we are not ASTRO labs. Our authority is...variable...." she said, more quietly. "We are the United Nations. Sure, we have diplomatic agreements of principle with the member states, but...we operate more on goodwill than actual legal power. So...we need to proceed diplomatically" she said. "Ah...that may not be in your...skill set....?" she asked, even more awkwardly, not quite meeting Delta's gaze.

Consider yourselves hot but unbothered

Also that kind of high roll will give later bonuses!

GM "Its fair" replied Lulu, handing him the WEST scanner. "WEST has only one true objective. The world has faced down danger countless times, each one a potential end. Each time, we have been saved, often by the mightiest superheroes of the world. But the united nations has decided that we need what you might call an early warning system. What if a dimensional anomaly can be nullified before an invasion from another realm? what if an outbreak of Darwin-X can be contained before it infects a whole city? or worse?" she said. "The closest analogy is the world health organisation, except WEST uses the same principles to contain exotic and dangerous natural phenomena" she explained. The readings on the WEST scanner were interesting, to say the least. And very complicated. Delta scanned through them and the esoteric pieces of the jigsaw started falling into place. There was some dimensional anomaly in Freedom City. And more interesting than that...he could place it! A laboratory in ASTRO labs. And it seemed it involved at least thirteen dimensions. Or maybe four and a half. It was that kind of anomaly...

Delta - Unharmed - 3 HP

GM "Ah...yes..." nodded Lulu. "Its...um...." She looked awkward once again. "Look, these readings are so complicated we can barely make sense of them" she conceded, a slight flush to her cheeks. "Its not like Earth is run on Dark Fusion. The closest we came to anything like this is some corrupted Daka crystals in Egypt, and that was dangerous enough" she explained. "We don't really understand what we are dealing with" She looked at Delta hopefully. "Do you understand it? I suppose you are more soldier than scientist, but you might have familiarity with the Omega technology that produces Nihilus energy?" it was perhaps a big ask, but she looked like someone both irritated at her lack of understanding, and desperate to understand. Perhaps even afraid.

GM "Merci" said Lulu, thankfully. In truth, she was not sure what to expect from Delta. Things were raw when it came to the Terminus Invasions...but Lulu was a scientist, and trusted data more than sentiment. Although she was sentimental. "Entropic energy. Dark matter. Hyperdimensional lensing. Its all a bit...complicated" she conceded. "Even for me, and I have a PhD in quantum physics" she said proudly. "But we have been tracking anomalies for the past year...its part of the reason WEST was conceived and set up. We don't want a massive rip in space time tearing apart the earth. And if you think that's melodramatic, you should think of the possibilities that are even worse" she said, with a hint of melodrama. She sat down and started fiddling with her WEST scanner. "The possibility that these readings are related to the Terminus invasion need analysis. And...well....you might be a good source of that analysis" she said, slightly awkwardly. "Don't worry" she added, gently "we aren't going to dissect you. Although I imagine some rogue states would like to. What I meant was...well, apart from me scanning you, do you know anything about the source of your power, or how you travelled to this dimension?"

OOC for This

GM Freedom League Special Circumstances Housing Sunday 2nd December Delta had a visitor. Unusual on a Sunday, especially this close to the Yuletide celebrations. But a visitor nonetheless. "Lulu LaWelle" said the woman, who must have been around fourty, with short cropped jet black hair and a clever twist to her lips. She had an olive skin giving her uncertain herritage, but had a clear but eloquent French accent. "I'm an agent of WEST. World Esoteric Science Taskforce. United Nations" she explained, holding up a hand held scanner that looked like it had been built ten years or more in the future given its shiny cutting edge appearance. "I'm sorry to bother you. But we have been getting some strange readings in Freedom City and...well...had to check them out....I hope you don't mind? Perhaps answer a few questions?" she asked politely. "And Merry Christmas!" she added, in a friendly tone.

GM "Well that sure is some kind of story!" said the officer, typing away furiously. "STORY? It is the TRUTH, Sir!" replied Finnigan, keen to eek out infamy. "...is that a confession?" asked the officer, surprised. "Nay, Sir! It is a PROCLAMATION!" "....sounds like a confession to me...." Finnigan sighed in response, shaking his head at the apparent lack of appreciation for the drama of the situation. "Hold your horses!" came a voice from behind Justice and Finnigan. "That man...that thing...there is my bounty! Stolen from me!" Veriliy and Forsooth, for the Gas Man had made bold entrance to the stage! There he was, decked out in all his gear, point accusatory finger at both Finnigan and Justice both!

Does anyone have any views on what they would like to do / explore etc? Ill set stuff up soon.

Rev "Well that doesn't sound good...." Rev could pick a lock and neutralise an alarm. Did that include disarming a bomb? She kind of hoped it didn't, because that was a pretty scary proposition however you looked at it. Whatever. It would take a good pair of hands to do anything, and currently she was down an arm. With a slither and a little jet boost, her left arm came sailing through the air to land at her feet. With another twist of its metal flesh, it clicked back into her shoulder socket. "We gotta get that bomb out of here!" she yelled at Fascimile. This was, of course, an obvious course of action, but she was getting frantic, and saying the obvious was a reflex action...

For this round, Rev will just take a move action to get her detatched limb back to her. And speak!